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Dancer II (2016 Rework)
04:26
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Now it's me whose stoned, it's Tuesday night
limping home from the bar
a couple laughs some drinks, some photographs
but I probably won't be seeing her again
Now there's a gloominess in Brooklyn
and it hangs like a ghost high in the air
all the fuss, the drugs, the nice, expensive stuff
what are we really doing here?
The lights are off in my apartment
my roommate isn't home
I make desperate love to a pale, blue screen
and I wonder why I'm alone
There was a time when I did wander
like a child through your hair
I lost that feeling and I don't know
if I can ever find it again
But I care, yes I care, I swear I care
I could still be free if I wanted
I could make a change and fix my head
But I think that means I'd have to leave you
and frankly doll I might rather be dead
Still there's a void, a cave, a vacancy
there in the flannel ocean bed
your tiny body used to be there
now I dream your tiny body there instead
No I don't mean to blame it all on you now
in fact I don't blame you much at all
There are just some things i've got to do now
and I've gotta be alone to ramble on
So I'm gonna leave and you can't stop me
New York never could be mind
Maybe just this once we both could sleep here
if we promise it's the final fucking time
New York makes me wanna love you
New York makes me wanna cry
New York tried to keep me with you
but it missed just a little every time
I could still be free if I wanted
I could make a change and save my life
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Oh, City of Lights
I wake to you, curl up by your side
Run to you, wake to you
Run to you, wake to you
Oh, turbulent tides
The current flows strong at our lips
Toast to you, drink to you
Toast to you, drink to you
Would it be alright if I lived inside you?
It could snow too and I could wear that coat you loved
Au revoir, City of Lights
Farewell to all my disguises
Though I've found some comfort here
So long to bridges and gates
And the color you placed on my cheeks
I thought you one were mine
Would it be alright if I lived inside you?
It could snow too and I could wear that coat you loved
Oh, City of Lights
I wake to you, curl up by your side
Run to you, wake to you
Run to you, wake to you
Toast to you, drink to you
Toast to you, drink to you
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Parade (2021 Remaster)
03:42
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Stumble down the stairs with me
Join in my parade the night is young
and we're beginning
You and I don't have to be alone
You could run all night and I would follow you
Meet me in the middle
and we'll wander through this city like we mean it
like we used to
You and I don't have to be alone
You could run all night and I would follow you
Time is on our side
so take my hand, we'll brave the rest
you don't have to worry, it'll be all right
pack your things and come with me
let's get ready for the fight
Time is on our side
so take my hand, we'll brave the rest
you don't have to worry, it'll be all right
pack your things and come with me
let's get ready for the fight
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Vampire (2021 Remaster)
03:11
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Your new English stubble wrapped up in a collar built for vampires
The smoke, the smoke, the smoke billows out in chimneys from our wind-chapped lips
Our bodies flashing green and red
Our chameleon skin
They can lock the doors and shut us out
But I don't wanna leave just yet
My old beat-up van is parked out in the street
Our carriage awaits us
So buckle up, sit tight
We'll roll the windows down
We'll take a ride
Our bodies flashing green and red
Our chameleon skin
They can lock the doors and shut us out
But I don't wanna leave just yet
So we'll drive around through the underground
cause I'm out of ideas
Tunnels shake, autos break
When they hear what I've found
Our bodies flashing green and red
Our chameleon skin
They can lock the doors and shut us out
But I don't wanna leave just yet
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I'm not sure if you believe me, but there's a home in New York City for you
You can come on over baby, and we can just be lazy if you stay a while
But I am not accustomed to the windy streets
That you walk by day accomplishing your busy, busy feats
And I know I'm just a dreamer, a reluctant balance beamer living in the sky
And I'm all worn down twelve flights up
I'm losing time, I'm losing ground
And I wanna run home to you, how I wish I could run home to you
But I am not accustomed to the windy streets
That you walk by day accomplishing your busy, busy feats
I don't know if you're awake still, but just take a breath and lay still
I will be there when the morning comes
And on the bus to meet you I will dream of how I'll greet you with a smile
Oh, but I am not accustomed to the windy streets
That you walk by day accomplishing your busy, busy feats
But if you're feeling lonely like this great, big world is only filled with dark
Well I can bring a lantern and we can just go dancing
No matter where we are I can dance you home
Yeah, no matter where we are I can take you home
If you come my way, I'll walk with you
If you wanna stay, then I'll stay too
If you come my way, I'll walk with you
If you're here to stay, then I'll stay too
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We sat in chairs, in ones upholstered by my mother
We sat in chairs in separate rooms
Under a ceiling fan that healed our dripping bodies
Our baby skin melts in different rooms
Meet me in the warm rain and I'll wrap you in a sheet
Sink into my feathers, melt into my skin
When the barometer's low and the air hangs suspended
Our siren song plays madly on
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Meet me at the station in a taxi in the snow
They'll be room enough for you and I
Show me the places that you know
Baby Broadway's all abuzz now
Chocolate's dripping down our necks
But we're running high like thieves
To steal away the time
And if the morning comes to take us, we'll hide beneath the covers
Sweat like ancient lovers in the savannah body heat
Now everyone here is gorgeous and young
and you, my love, are all undone
We'll bloom like orchids in the drying sun
Now everyone is gorgeous and young
And you, my love
Running through Times Square
Your make-up runs with the neon
In colored lips and black eyes
Like something Vanity Fair
Trip on the nightstand
Closed eyes and cold hands
I thought, I thought I saw you smile
And when the morning takes us
Everything will all be still
Yeah, we'll be laughing in the silence
Taking breaths to dull the high and smooth the kill
We'll lose it all in seconds, but life is for the present
And we've got the teeth marks to prove it all
Now everyone here is gorgeous and young
and you, my love, are all undone
We'll bloom like orchids in the drying sun
Now everyone is gorgeous and young
And you, my love
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Dancer (2021 Remaster)
04:30
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Reluctant stoners on the West Side
Wondering how to spend a Friday night
Well why don't we get all dolled up
And take some pictures of our friends
Well there's a warehouse out in Brooklyn
But I don't really want to go
I'm not much of a dancer
And besides I don't have anything to wear
Well I've been sweating on the subway to meet my boyfriend uptown
I try not to think too much about you
But it's always summer underground
When just last year I used to wander
Like a tourist through Times Square
I lost that feeling for a while
But I get it back when you smile
And I guess I could be free if I wanted
I can close my eyes and count to ten
But teenage girls are taking over
And I wanna run away from them
I spent a night in his bedroom
But I don't really understand his eyes
So, so what if I'm still lonely
If he keeps me warm and I'm alive
So if you want to come I can't stop you
New York really isn't mine
And I can't promise you that I've changed
only grown older with time
But I've got a bed and a pillow
And you can sleep against the wall
If you promise you don't hold me
I can promise I won't fall in love with you
New York makes me wanna vomit
New York makes me want to scream
But New York tries to keep me honest
And I can walk the streets for free
And I guess I could be free if I wanted
I can close my eyes and count to ten
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Hello my love, I see you there
Come meet me now, run down the stairs
Let's take a walk, it's 2 am
I'm breathing now, delirious
In these days my mind is running wild
In these days it seems so hard to find you
Waiting for you is like waiting for me
And waiting for me is just a silly fantasy
Oh how I tried to find what I needed to be happy
Waiting for you, I thought I wanted to
It's times like these I miss you most
These summer nights when I'm alone
And even though the city's changed me
Even though we're out of line
You're still the one that I'd run home to
In these days my mind is running wild
In these days it seems so hard to find you
Waiting for you is like waiting for me
And waiting for me is just a silly fantasy
Oh how I tried to find what I needed to be happy
Waiting for you, I thought I wanted to
I lost my love for you beneath the panic of stars
Was I wrong to imagine the way you were is how you are?
Well if the morning's on your mind just know that I'll be right behind you
You never should have been the one that I could say goodbye to
Tonight I'm gonna try to say it anyway I can:
I lost my love for you beneath the panic of stars
Was I wrong to imagine the way you were is how you are?
Well if the morning's on your mind just know that I'll be right behind you
You never should have been the one that I could say goodbye to
Tonight I'm gonna try to say it anyway I can
I lost my love for you beneath the panic of stars
I lost, I lost
I lost, I lost
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Bouzouki (2021 Remaster)
02:09
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The air conditioned rumbles as I stumble out of bed
The television mumbles about the weather but I forget
The hotel hasn't woken but I've already read their papers
And I know what they'll be reading come 6 or 7 a.m.
And it'll be cold out so wear your winter best
When you're alone singing, silly stomping through the wilderness
Will you forget all the things that I have given you,
Or may love for you linger forever on your breath?
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You'd come around in the summer
with your flowered skirts and short sleeve shirts
You'd fall asleep on my couch
And I'd wake you up and your legs would be so warm
from the blankets you always fell asleep beneath
You talk so silly when you're tired
Now open up you're eyes, I need to drive you home
If I get scared too easy, it's because I'm a mess
I'd come around in the summer and I wouldn't even knock
I still cannot believe we made love on your trampoline
And I, I apologize for how my hands were cold and how you shuddered
I apologize for getting old
You talk so silly when you're tired
Now open up you're eyes, I need to drive you home
If I get scared too easy, it's because I'm a mess
We'd come around in the summer like we didn't know each other
Hey old friend, how have you been?
And even though it's strange I feel happy that you're here
And I can feel it in my stomach that you and I will come around again
In the summer with open arms and wild plans to take over New York
And we'd sit across the table and think shitty things about the other
We'd sit across the table and wonder
What do you do when needing's not enough?
When needing's not enough?
You'd come around in the summer
with your flowered skirts and short sleeve shirts
You'd fall asleep on my couch
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Oh, City of Lights
I wake to you, curl up by your side
Run to you, wake to you
Run to you, wake to you
Oh, turbulent tides
The current flows strong at our lips
Toast to you, drink to you
Toast to you, drink to you
Would it be alright if I lived inside you?
It could snow too and I could wear that coat you loved
Au revoir, City of Lights
Farewell to all my disguises
Though I've found some comfort here
So long to bridges and gates
And the color you placed on my cheeks
I thought you one were mine
Would it be alright if I lived inside you?
It could snow too and I could wear that coat you loved
Oh, City of Lights
I wake to you, curl up by your side
Run to you, wake to you
Run to you, wake to you
Toast to you, drink to you
Toast to you, drink to you
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Draped in blue you are beautiful in the glare of the TV
Come here and kiss me on the mouth
I could use your company
Whatever you said before about living our lives in two cities
Well drink up all your fears with a glass of water
Please leave the light on for me
Close the door and we'll run downstairs to the blankets on the couch
Stand up straight with your shoulders back
Let me get a good look at you
Whatever you sang before about states and flowers and lanterns, all the rest
I'll keep your mind in the box that you gave me
Don't worry, I won't forget who you are
Someone's calling you back to New England
How I've lost you once again to the cold northeastern winds
I've lost you in the heart of the city
Though the foreign tongues may fly,
I've got nothing left to love here anymore
Remember that day we spent the whole day in bed
drinking orange juice and watching the time pass by
I didn't mind
I didn't mind
Remember that day we called it a day
Well you leaned forward, I didn't lean away
I didn't mind
I didn't mind
I didn't mind
I didn't mind
Someone's calling you back to New England
How I've lost you once again to the cold northeastern winds
I've lost you in the heart of the city
Though the foreign tongues may fly,
I've got nothing left to love here anymore
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Summer Underground Los Angeles, California
indie pop duo, Chrissy Sandman & Grant Carey
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